Spider: Sorry 'bout my reaction...these pants have a...*suddenly looks a little sad*sentamental value ter me...
DH: "Yeah, I know. I was wrong to crash them in the first place, and I'm sorry about that. Since I probably won't be piloting them again, you shouldn't need to worry."
Spider: *looks like he is just staring into space, looking depressed*
DH: "What's wrong?"
Spider: *shakes himself out of it* just remembering somethin'...a memory actually...a memory of my...*breaks down into sobs*
DH: *Goes up to Spider and comforts him* "One of your relatives?"
Spider: *manages to calm himself down* no...my creator...my father
DH: "Ah, I sypmpathise with you. My father is dead as well."
Spider: But I bet yer father wasn't killed by one of his own colleages..
DH: "No, he died a horrible death of cancer 4 years back." *He sighs sadly* "Ah, memories." *He shakes himself off* "What, is that what happend to your father?"
Spider: *takes a deep breath* First of all, my father was a Vykker. He raised me as if I was his own son, taught me ter read and write, told me of the wonderfuls outside the labs. basically he showed me that I was worth much more then just a mere lab animal. He was the one that made me these pants, as he knew how unconfortable I was in the normal BBS ones. However, the upper management and his colleages didn't like his 'nice' way of doin' things and had him killed, I was barely a year old at the time. The memeory of the day I found his murdered body still haunts me ter this day...
DH: "Did you get your revenge?"
Spider: *nods with a victious grin on his face* heck yah, I gave his murder a taste of his own medicine...then escaped. But that didn't happen until 'bout 4 years after my fathers death. Two of those years i spent trapped in his murders grasp, undergoing terrible experaments *shudders*. I was able ter escape, but as I didn't know how ter get out of the compound itself, I spent another two years roaming the halls, looking fer a way ter get my revenge and ter escape. It was my fathers old assistent that adventrally gave me the oppertunity ter der so. Unfortunately....he didn't survive ter see the outside himself..
DH: "Wow, you sure have a sad life story." *Sympathy*
Spider: yeah i know...*sighs* But I intend ter make the most of the rest of my life
DH: "Boy, will you make the most of it here or what! Pyke has strange goings on in it daily."
Spider: *looks worried* i just hope their aren't any blasted bounty hunters living 'round here...
DH: "Well, everybody fled a while ago, so there aren't. . . I think."
Spider: I hope not...I rather not kill anyone if I can help it. 'Specially sligs, as I don' want them ter hate me anymore then they already do..
DH: "Uh-huh."
Spider: hmmm*sniffs the air* I smell scrab...*stomach growls*
DH: "Yeah, I'm pretty hungry too after walking through that desert, but I can't eat scrab, though."
Spider: *raises brow* why not?
DH: "I'm vegitarian. I belive it's wrong to eat animals because of they way they are treated before they get slaughterd." *He thinks* "In that case, if I kill an animal myslef, then I can eat it, but since I've been off meat all my life I'd rather not it."
Spider: *shrugs* more fer me then...besides, yer wouldn't want ter see me eat...I'm kind of messy. Well...I'm off ter catch me some breakfast...see yer in a bit *scuttles off*
DH: "Bye spide." *He thinks* "Come to think of that, I ought to go find something to eat myself and then catch up on sleep."
- DH
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